A/N;
A quick chapter, 'cos I can. I felt like writing an overly in-character fic. Should be fun.
Anyhoo, onwards, to the chapter, and away!
Max looked at Fang across the room, feeling quite confused and well, angsty over her feelings with Fang. His long, emo hair fell across his eyes like a curtain of velvet night, his perfectly toned olive-skinned chest showing off his smex-ness as he stepped out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel.
Argh, do I love him? Am I pretty? ANGST. Does he love me, does he think I'm pretty? ANGST. What should I do? ANGST. Max thought to herself, very confuddled, uh, I mean confuzzled, I mean, confused. Or something. Fang flicked his hair, much like those girls in the shampoo ads.
His eyes met hers, the pinnacle of darkness starting into her deep brown eyes the colour of un-barfed chocolate, and she smiled. Of course she loved him! It was destiny, it was fate! It was- oh wait, she lost it.
And she went back to being confused. Argh, do I love him? Am I pretty? ANGST. Does he love me, does he think I'm pretty? ANGST. What should I do? ANGST.
"What's Max doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"Angsting over her feelings with Fang. It's all she ever does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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Fang left the room to get changed. He put on a black shirt with the words 'happy happy happy', uh, I mean 'death emo skull blah' written on it, a pair of black jeans, and other black accessories, such as a man-bag or something. Anyway.
He grabbed his special cutting razor, and walked into the living room, and sat in a dark corner.
"Emo emo emo blah!" he muttered as he angst. "Blah blah hate life emo blah."
"What's Fang doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"Being emo in a corner. It's all he ever does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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"That's what she said!" Iggy cried earnestly to Ella.
"Uhuh." Ella said dreamily, staring into Iggy's sightless eyes.
"I wonder if Fang will get any tonight." Iggy mused.
"RATED T!" Rain suddenly shouted, whacking Iggy and disappearing once more. No one questioned her random appearance, 'cos she was writing the fic and all.
"I wonder if Fang will get any CATFISH tonight." Iggy amended. Ella nodded.
"I don't know."
"Ella, are we dating?"
"I think we're doing that thing where the writer of this fic doesn't want to neglect us so they put us on the side, whereas FAX takes the main focus. It's horrendous, really."
"What?"
"I mean, sure, let's date. I LOVE YOU!" They kissed.
"What are they doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"Iggy is making sex jokes about Max and Fang, and wondering about his feelings for Ella. It's all he ever does in fanfics these days. Ella is swooning over Iggy, showing her obsessive infatuation. It's all she ever does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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"Woah, did you see that explosion!?" Gazzy cried excitedly to no one in particular. Several more loud booms sounded in the distance. "OMG EXPLOSIONS!!1!!11!1!!!!"
"What is he doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"He's blowing stuff up. It's all he ever does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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"And then I said 'no way' and she was like 'yeah!' and then I was like 'omg!' and she was like 'you know it! TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK shopping clothes! Ahh cute boys! Pre-teen goodness! Flock pink TALK TALK shoes makeup hair products BANANA KING TALK TALK blah blah CATFISH!" Nudge babbled excitedly to herself.
"What is she doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"Talking excessively about clichéd, stereotypical pre-teen things. It's all she ever does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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Angel skipped around happily, taking in the thoughts of everyone around her for kicks.
Fang flock fang flock leader fang fang flock leader fang fang flock. That was Max.
Emo angst max emo blah cut emo music blah max blah. That was Fang.
Hot girls ella blah beach bunnies se-. That was Iggy.
-Insert random stream of excessive thoughts here-. Nudge.
Explosions food explosions blowing stuff up food food. Definitely Gazzy.
Iggy iggy iggy iggy iggy iggy iggy iggy. That was Ella. What a stalker.
"Muahahah!" Angel cacked. "Bwahaha!"
"What is she doing?" Dr. Martinez asked.
"Invading the privacy of everyone around her by reading their thoughts. ALL THE TIME. It's all she does in fanfics these days." Total sighed.
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Dr. Martinez sighed, rubbing her temples. She was doomed. The kids were doomed. THEY WERE ALL DOOMED!
They'd finally been affected by all the overly-in character fanfics out there.
Holy crap.
A/N;
It's weird. In almost every fanfic I've seen, those are the typical characteristics of the characters.
R & R & Remember to smile.